Episode 27

                         JACKIE, STACY

"Wha..wha..what happen?  Oh my head is killing me," Jackie says while coming out of a strange stance.

You can hear her children crying in the distant muffled by a closed door and see the shock on Stacy and Tom's face.  The house lights flickered and the rooms got cold.  Suddenly they hear glass shattering on the first level of the house.  Tom looks at his wife with extreme concern, "Honey are you okay?  Do you remember anything?"

"I'm gonna check downstairs, Tom," Stacy said as she carefully raises herself off the hallway floor. 

"No, I don't remember anything.  The last thing I remember was getting the kids some cake.  Everything else is a blank.  Tom, I'm scared.  What happened to me?" Jackie said fearfully.

"Everything will be okay honey," Tom answered scared and trying to figure out what do they do from there?  He is concerned if the children would be safe and should he fear for his life.

"THE FRONT WINDOW IS BROKEN! TOM THE WINDOW LOOKS LIKE IT WAS BROKEN FROM THE INSIDE!" Stacy yelled.

Tom is visibly shaking but trying to hold it together for the sake of his children and his wife.  "Honey go to the bedroom and lay down, I'm going to check on the kids.  I'll be in there real soon, baby, real soon."

Tom helps Jackie to the bedroom, "I'll be right back, I'll be right back, okay?"

"Tom please hurry back," Jackie cries and wraps herself with a blanket to fight off the coldness in the house.

Tom hurries to the room where the children are, embrace them, looks at their faces, and ensure them that everything is okay and not to worry.  "I'm gonna take care of everything.  Mommie is okay now, she just was feeling a little weird, but she is okay."

"Mommie sounded like a grumpy old man, dad.  Is she a transvestite?" Jody said, their 5 year old son.

"No," Tom said looking at his son with shock.  "What do you know about that word?"

"Jerry Springer," Jody said simply.

"No! (Tom grabs Jody's head) No, she is not that, she is still your mom, she just not feeling well.  Stay put, I'm gonna check on your aunt Stacy."

Tom closes the bedroom door, walk downstairs and sees Stacy with a broom sweeping the glass off the floor.  "Stacy, how do you know that the window was shattered from the inside?" Tom asked.

"Because, most of the glass is outside.  I watch CSI," Stacy said almost proudly.

"So that means that someone was in the house?" Tom said.

"You think we should call the police?" Stacy asked.

"No, let me just check around the house."  Tom goes to the back where the patio door is broken and all you hear is crickets. 

"TOM! TOM!" Jackie screamed.

Tom stops and runs up the stairs followed by Stacy and burst into the bedroom.  He sees on the wall in bold red markings reading 'GET ITT BACK'.  Tom grabs Jackie. "Who did this?" She shrugs her shoulder, "Tom I don't know.  Stacy grabs Jackie's finger and notices blood.  "Jackie, you wrote that?" Stacy said almost whispering.

"No, I promise, I didn't write that.  I don't know…" Jackie cried.

"Honey we need to get you to a hospital, get her some bandages," Tom said.

Stacy grabs Tom and asks him to come to the hallway with her. "Tom I'm not sure if that is a good idea.  You know they may put her away.  Maybe we should wait and see if it happens again."

Tom grabs Stacy's shoulders, shaking them a little.  "Are you fucking crazy?  Something is wrong.  She had the strength of five bodybuilders.  What's gonna be next?  Somebody gets killed?  We have to call the police and take her to the hospital.  Maybe she needs to be away for awhile".  Tom sees his children out of his peripheral vision and let go of Stacys' shoulder to not scare them any further.

"Go pack up your toothbrushes and clean undies.  You are staying the night at gramps," Tom told the children.

Tom looks at Stacy, "Is this how you were brought up, thinking that the clouds will clear on their own?  I'm calling."

Tom picks up the phone and dials 9-1-1 but there is no dial tone.  He checks to see if the phone is plugged in but the cord is missing.  He walks downstairs to the kitchen phone, again no cord.  "Where are the cords to the phones?"  He hurries back up the stairs, sees the kids with their bags in hand standing in the hallway, pushes them back inside their room, walks in the room where Jackie is and sees Stacy comforting her.  He holds a phone up and looks at Stacy, "where are the cords?  Did you use them on your arms to pop a vein up to shot your dope?"

"Tom! Don't talk to her like that," Jackie said.

Tom walks over to Stacy and stands in her face, he is very angry, "I'll ask you again."

"Tom, I don't have any cords.  You are being crazy.  Get a hold of your self man," Stacy said surprised and angry.

"Tom, use your cell phone.  Who are you calling anyway?" Jackie asked.

"Honey (calming down) I'm sorry, but we have to get you some help," Tom said.

Tom picks up his cell phone and dials 9-1-1 and hears The Mary Tyler Moore theme song, 'you can turn the world on with your smile…' he throws the phone down and looks at his wife as if she was a complete stranger.  Suddenly they all was startled at the loud banging at the door.  The phone continues to play, 'you can take a nothing day and certainly make it feel worthwhile…'

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                                      JON CAPT/LAUREN 

'DING' the elevator door open.

Jon Capt walks out of the elevator and seemly in a good mood.  He greets everyone that passes with 'good morning, hello, and how are you doing?' in a very genuine way.  Everyone looks at him, as he passes, with amazement on their faces because Jon Capt has been a real ass-hole for some many months.  Jon walks to his receptionist desk, Becky, and ask could she 'please' get him some coffee.

"Sure, Jon, I bring it in with your messages," Becky said.

Becky walks into Jon's office with a mug of black coffee and message slips.  She sits the coffee on his desk and hands him the message slips.

"Oh, the hospital called," Jon mentioned as he looked as his messages.

"Yes, Jon, I tried to contact you.  They said it was an emergency but they wouldn't tell me what it was about," Becky said.

"Well, I'm sure it's about Janet, the raving lunatic, acting crazy.  I told them to not call me about everything that she does that is unruly, that's what they are their for.  If I could handle her we would still be married.  That makes sense for me." Jon said and tore up the message.  He continues to read the other messages to himself.

"Can you call Lauren to my office?" Jon asked.

"I didn't see her today, sir, I don't think she came in."

"Well, did she at least call," Jon asked.

Becky shakes her head no.

"I'll call her to make sure everything is okay, thanks Becky, that would be all for now," Jon said with a smile.

Jon dials Lauren's house number.

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Lauren looks at her phone and reads the caller ID.

"Oh my God! It's Jon, should I answer?" Lauren asked nervously.

"Go ahead, but be calm Lauren.  Hurry, that's the forth ring," Tracy said.

"Hey Jon, I'm sorry, I had a serious family emergency," Lauren said.

"It's okay, Lauren, but you have to call the office so we don't worry," Jon said pleasantly.

"Worry…", Lauren said under her breath surprised to even hear that Jon gave a damn.  "Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry.  I just got so caught up…"

"Well is everything okay, is there anything I can do?" Jon asked.

"NO!" she yelled, "I mean no, Jon, but thanks.  I'll be in first thing.  Is that okay?"

"Sure, Lauren, well I hope everything is okay."

"It is now, I just haven't had much sleep.  Okay Jon, thank you," Lauren abruptly hangs up the phone.

Tracy slaps Lauren on her hand, "why did you hang up like that?"

"I don't know, I got nervous." Lauren said nervously.

"Look, I'm sorry for hiding in your storage closet, but I had no place else to go and I know I am the last person that you want to see."

                          (Last Night)

Tracy leaves out the house gets inside the car and parks it inside the garage.  He gets outside the car and turns off the garage light and he notices a light shining through a partially open door.  Tracy walks carefully to the door with his pepper spray in hand, opens the door, and was shocked at what appears in his eyesight.  His jaw dropped and his mouth was wide open at the images of a bloody Janet sitting on the floor of the storage room half-naked with a baby with the umbilical cord still attached.

"Janet?" Tracy says.

"Help me.  Help me please.  I'm not crazy.  It's the drugs they give you that makes you crazy.  My baby is still alive.  Tracy will you please help me?" Janet cries.

"Yeah, (reluctantly) yeah, Janet.  I'll will help you." Tracy says sympathetically.

Tracy carefully helps Janet stand.  He runs to the car and grabs some paper towel that Lauren keeps in the car and wraps the baby.

        "Be careful, we have to cut this cord," Janet said while having a hard time walking into the house. Tracy puts Janet and the baby boy in her bed and tells her to sit tight.

Tracy runs to the bathroom and runs a tub of warm water.  He looks in the medicine cabinet for a first aid kit and a pair of scissors.  He cleans the scissors with rubbing alcohol and returned to the bedroom.  With a warm damp towel, Tracy cleans the baby and 'snip' off the cord.  "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay.  I think the baby is hungry," Janet says and puts her breast in the babies mouth and the little baby boy feed.

"Did I hear a baby crying?" Lauren said while barely walking to Tracy's room.  "WTF, OMG, LMAO!"

"WHAT!" Tracy said, "Lauren, this isn't facebook."

"Well, what the fuck?  Janet, what are you doing here?  Who's baby?  Oh my God, is that your baby?  I must be more drunk than I thought," Lauren said.

"Hi, Lauren.  I'm so sorry, I was really scared and this was the closest place.  I can't stay there anymore, ironically enough, it's making me crazy."

"Yeah bitch, well you are.  Heeeelllo! That's why yo ass was in there.  What did you do, escape?" Lauren said.

"Yeah."

"Oh shit, really?"

Tracy continues to wipe blood from Janet.  Lauren looks in the direction of the bathroom, "Do I hear water?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot.  Janet come and sit in the tub and then we are gonna take you and the baby to get checked out," Tracy says.

"No, I can't go to no more hospitals.  They probably would know.  I think he is okay, he seems okay, doesn't he?" Janet pleaded and she grabs the scissors and stab Lauren in the eye, (it was a sudden flash that appeared in her head) and as the flash passed, she looked at Lauren and said, "Please help me."

Lauren felt sorry for Janet, "Okay, a few days.  Tracy, please clean her up.  My head is killing me.  Promise not to let me drink so much next time."

Tracy escorts Janet and the baby boy, still attached to her breast, to the bathroom.  After everyone was cleaned and the sheets was changed, Janet and her baby slept in Tracy's room.  Tracy slept on the living room couch. 

Lauren wakes up realizing that she is definitely missing work today and decided to make pancakes.  She notices baby milk and diapers on the living room floor, and suspects that Tracy must have gotten them last night.  Lauren popped 2 aspirin in her mouth to ease the headache.  She opens the refrigerator door to grab milk off the shelf and upon closing it her vision was interrupted by the sight of Janet.

"JANET! You scared me," Lauren said with her hand on her chest.

"Quiet, you are going to wake the baby.  Sorry for scaring you and I am also sorry for all that you had to put up with regarding me," Janet said and hold her arms out for a hug.

"Well, I accept your apology, but I don't think we are on hugging terms.  But I do want to know what is going on," Lauren said while offering Janet a seat at the table.

Janet started to explain herself the best she could with still cloudiness in her mind.  Tracy is standing in the doorway listening to Janet's explanation but it is not making any sense to him.  He understands that the drugs and the environment is not always the best in those hospitals, but what about all the time before is the thoughts that is running through his mind.  Suddenly the phone rings.  Everyone jumps as if they have committed a crime.  The caller ID reads 'Jon Capt'.

"Lauren answer it, he probably wants to know why you aren't at work," Tracy says.

The baby wakes up crying and Janet runs into the bedroom and closes the door until Lauren finishes the call.

Janet snatches the phone out of Lauren hand and hits her and knocks her out cold (the second mind flash she has had since leaving the hospital) She comes out of the flash and she is holding the baby and starts to breast feed.  She is frightened about the violent flashes and hope that they stop coming.  If not, she wonders 'what should she do to stop them?'

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                           PERCY JR. / SHY / ITT

Percy sits in Shy's room on the end of the bed.  He is worried about his mom being missing.  He spoke with his aunt and she informed him that she went to see Sharalonda and they told her she was bailed out.  They didn't want to tell her who bailed her out.  Percy had been to his other relatives home to see if they have heard or saw his mom, but no one has. 

"They say it has been almost a week that she was released.  I have to call my dad to see if he has heard from her," Percy Jr. said. 

"Have she ever went missing before?" Shy asked.

"No."

"Weird…Why wouldn't the cops tell your aunt?" Itt asked.

"Good question, Itt.  I don't know.  But I wish I was going to New York to see my dad," Percy Jr. said.

"Call him, maybe he will get you a ticket.  You can tell him that your momma is missing," Itt said not wanting to leave Percy Jr. alone with Shy.

"Shy, you have a phone call!" Brandy yelled up the stairs.

Shy picks up the phone in his room, "Hello?"

"Hey, I was wondering when I will see you again," the caller said.

"I can't talk right now. (whispering in the phone) I thought I told you not to call here." Shy said trying not to look at Itt.

"Who is it?" Itt said.

Shy walks out of the room taking the phone with him into the hall.  "I'll call you later, okay?"

Itt walks to the hall and looks at Shy curiously.  "Shy are you gonna tell me what's going on?"

"No.  How about you mind your own fucking business?" Shy yelled.

"You are my fucking business.  I want to know who was on the fucking phone.  Is it someone you fucking?  I have the right to know that!"

"Really?  Do you really have the right to know?  Did I have the right to know about Christy or Michelle, oh and how about the girl around the corner that is now two months pregnant?" Shy said.

Percy Jr. had a shocked look on his face as he made his way down the stairs passing Brandy on the way up.  "What's with all the yelling?" Brandy asked and the phone rings again.

"Let me, I'll answer it," Itt snatched the phone from Shy.  "Who the fuck is this and what do you and Shy have going on?" Itt asked.

"Robert, and I gave him life.  Why are you answering my phone so hostile? Never mind, put Shy on the phone," Robert said aggravated.

Itt hands Shy the phone.  "Son, your mother woke up.  She's gonna be fine." Robert informs Shy with the good news.

To Be Continued….

Episode 26

                                JANET/JON

"Aghhh, Agh, I'm pushing! I'm pushing!" Janet yelled.

It is 4 o'clock in the afternoon.  She is in pain, and gripping the sheets.  Blood is resting on light blue scrubs that cover the nurses and doctor.  Janet panicked with fear while the staff seemed to be extra calm and it's confusing to her.  Janet bounded with straps that seem to keep her fighting harder for an escape.  She feels a pinch in her skin and Janet starts to dawdle.  She's out.

"Here goes the head," a nurse says.

"Janet.  Janet?" the doctor calls.  Janet does not respond.  She just laying in peace and seems as if she is dead.

"She lost a lot of blood.  Get some pints in here."

There are no cries from the baby boy, just beeps from the machines and calm tones from the staff.  A nurse tries CPR on the baby, "one, one-thousand, two, two-thousand…" 

"Call Jon Capt again," the doctor orders a nurse.

"It keeps going to his voice mail and I left messages and I called his office and he is out and they don't know where he can be reached," a nurse said.

Janet gradually wakes up and feels the bruises on her ankles and wrists.  She is confused and scared.  Her eyes are wide open and she knows that it is a good chance that something will be wrong with her premature baby.  She tries to sit up and a nurse places her hand on Janet's shoulder to control and calm her.  "Just relax, everything will be okay," the nurse tries to reassure her.

"Where is she?  Where is Janet Capt?" a loud voice echoes through the halls.  The staff looks at each other and one whisper 'Jon Capt'.  A nurse runs into the hall and signals Jon to the room, "She here, but first you need to scrub up".

"Is she okay?" Jon asked while washing his arm, hands, and fingers in a hurry.

"She is doing fairly well," the nurse answered as she assisted him with fresh scrubs.

"How is the baby?" Jon said looking the nurse sternly in the eyes.  The nurse turned away and started to walk towards the room.  Jon grabs her shoulder with a strong clutch.  "Don't walk away!  Is the baby alive?"  The nurse just looks at Jon with sadness in her eyes and watches him crumble to the floor.

"JON!!!!!" Janet cries out from the other room.

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                             ROBERT, SHY

"What's going on in here?  It's burning up outside and yall in here with the door closed. (Robert sniffs the air) Who's been smoking?"  Robert questioned the two boys as they look nervously at each other for who will answer him.

"The wind just blew the door closed, and Itt was smoking.  But he was in the window doing it, dad," Shy said nervously and wondering what his dad next question would be.

"Itt, I told you no smoking in the house and that includes blowing it out the window," Robert said upset.

"Sorry, it won't happen again," Itt said aggravated.

"I talked to your aunt and I need to get back to the store.  Shy I'm gonna need you and Brandy to hold down the fort, Itt you are coming back with me.  You need to see your mom, she misses you and she is getting cleaned up.  She is staying with your aunt and uncle," Robert informed Itt and Shy.

"I don't wanna see her.  Why can't I just stay here?" Itt said with an attitude.

"Cause you are an adult and I have to see about my own children well being.  That's your family and you need to be with them.  Yes, you mom has made mistakes but she is getting the help she needs and you need to be there for her.  I know she misses you and she needs you (points his finger).  So, it's final.  If you don't wanna go back, then I don't know where you gonna go because you can't stay here.  We have our own set of problems, and not that I have to explain anything to you.  So just have your things ready by the end of the week," Robert said.

"But…"

"Ain't no buts about it, it's final I said!"

Robert leaves out of the room and his cell phone rings.

"Hello," Robert answers.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(inaudible person on the other end of the phone)

Itt looks at Shy with disappointment in his eyes, "who was that guy in the car?"

Shy doesn't answer, he instead hears his father sigh.  "Dad, what's wrong?"

"I'm on my way!" Robert hangs the phone up and don't say a word and runs out of the house, gets in his car and drives, breaking every law known to man to make it to the hospital.

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                         LAUREN/TRACY

Lauren and Tracy lay on the floor face-to-face, hearts racing, and awkward.  "I'm so sorry," Tracy said as he maneuvered himself off Lauren.

"It's okay, it's my fault.  I take after my daddy, a cluts, Lord rest his soul" Lauren replied lifting her body off the cold kitchen tile.  They both laugh hysterically with each other as tears form in their eyes.

"I'm so happy to have a friend like you, Lauren," Tracy said with joy.

"Trace, it's all good.  I here for you when you need me and I'm sure you would do the same for me.  I hope motherfucka," Lauren said jokingly.

"Hey let's just go out and eat and we can clean this mess up later.  I can go for some Mexican," Tracy said.

"Your treat, bitch.  Let's go!" Lauren said.

"You have such a foul mouth," Tracy said shaking his head.

"So, what you gonna do spank me for being a bad girl."

"How about I wash that mouth out will Lava soap."

Tracy and Lauren arrive at a Mexican Restaurant.  Lauren stands near her chair as she is waiting for Tracy to pull her chair out.  Tracy instantly takes a seat.  "What's wrong?  Something in your chair?"  Tracy asked looking at Lauren with confusion.

Lauren snatches the back of her chair fast and hard and sits.  "No Tracy, nothings is wrong with my chair," Lauren says with a slight attitude.  She mumbles, "something wrong with you manners, though".

The waitress walks over to the table.  "Hello, I'm Rebecca.  I will be waiting on you this evening (she hand them menus and places one hand on her hip).  Can I get you guys something to drink?

"Just water for me, thanks," Tracy said.

"Tequila for me, thanks.  Just bring the bottle," Lauren said and looked at Tracy for judgment.

"You going in tonight, huh?"

"I just need to take the edge off," Lauren said matter of fact way.

"I reckon," Tracy said looking at his menu.

The two patrons ate their meal; well Lauren barely touched her meal. However, she almost finished the bottle of Tequila by herself.  Lauren had to be carried out by Tracy and another waiter to the car.  Lauren was mumbling all the way to the car, no one could understand anything she was saying.  This behavior made Tracy feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Tracy and Lauren make it home safe.  With the car still running parked in the driveway, Tracy runs to the passenger side of the car to help Lauren get inside the house and into her bed.  Tracy tells Lauren she will be back; he needs to park the car inside of the garage.  Tracy leaves out the house gets inside the car and parks it inside the garage.  He gets outside the car and turns off the garage light and he notices a light shining through a partially open door.  Tracy walks carefully to the door with his pepper spray in hand, opens the door, and was shocked at what appears in his eyesight.  His jaw dropped and his mouth was wide open at the images of…

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                         THUNDER (PERCY)/LAYLA

"How's it going, Layla?" Percy asked from the back of the bakery.

"It's going good, just cashing out.  You wanna grab some coffee when we're done?" Layla asked.

"Sure, why not?" Percy replied.

Layla waits outside while Percy sets the alarm and locks up the bakery.  It's a chilly New York night so she stands there with her arms folded to generate heat from her own flesh.  "Boy, will you hurry up?" Layla yelled while jumping up and down to stay warm.

"It's New York; you should always have a jacket with you, especially at night.  You not in the south girl.  Im'a have to learn you something," Percy said with a raise eye brow.

"That's not proper English, big head," Layla joked.

"Here take my jacket; my muscles will keep me warm."

"Whatever, Hercules," Layla said as she slightly snatches the jacket from Percy.

Percy and Layla walk to the nearby coffee shop and take a seat in a booth.  "It's so good to see you after all these years, Percy", Layla said smiling the whole time.

"Yeah same here, It's been a hell of a ride.  We have so much to catch up on.  So what happen to the guy you was engage too?"

"Well it turns out I wasn't the only person he was engage too.  He also was sleeping with my aunt.  A real dog, I'll tell ya.  And check this Percy, I was at his house one day and I press play in his DVD player and guess what I see?"

"What? What did you see?" Percy asked anxiously.

"You (she points at Percy), I saw you in a video," Layla said looking into Percy eyes as if he has some explaining to do.

"Hmmm…yeah.  Well I did do some videos, but I'm not gay," Percy said proudly.

"I don't understand.  But I saw…" Layla said confused.

"Some people would call it gay for pay.  I was going through a lot of shit at the time.  I did do some straight videos too, I was offered to do gay, and the money was more tempting than you can imagine.  It help me a lot, I was able to start my own business and really get my life together.  I know there other ways to make money, I get it, but I saw the opportunity and I went for it.  I have no regrets.  Look at me now, sitting across from you and I have my own gym that is successful and partnered up with Robert with the bakery that is doing really well and I am able to take care of my son like I wish too," Percy explained.

"A son?" Layla asked and more interested in hearing his story.

"Yup, I have a son, Percy Jr. teenage boy.  I had when I was really out there, doing this and that.  His mother is nuts though, but that is the pass and I have moved forward," Percy said.

"Wow, you've been busy, huh? I have been in school for journalism, on and off.  I been engaged a couple of times, but soon as we get closer to the date something always go wrong.  Percy, I have been engaged to a couple of NBA players.  I don't know, my life has not been easy either and I guess I'm just still trying to find myself," Layla said looking down at the table.

"Well let's toast to 'out with the old and in with the new and in with the old friends too' (they laugh)" Percy said happily while clinging their coffee mugs together.

"We should hang out more, Percy (she stretch her leg under the table and touches his)," Layla said flirty.

"I'd like that, Layla," Percy said excitedly as they both took the moment and stared in each other's eyes.

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                                 JANET

Janet sits up in her bed, for about three minutes she sits completely still.  The sun shines through the shades that shadowed the bars on the outside.  She looks over at her roommate whom is sound asleep.  Janet takes her one of her hands, touches her privates, and touches her belly with the other.  Her face gets heated and suddenly she needs to throw-up.  After she soiled her sheets, she throws them on the floor.  She now sits on her bare mattress naked and drenched with sweat.  She seems confused and angry.  She looks up at the clock, and it reads 8 a.m. the alarm sounds through out the building to wake patients for breakfast and medicine.  Janet hears footsteps in the hall and all she can think of is escaping this prison. 

"Good morning Janet," the roommate whispers as she sits up on her bed.

Janet don't look at her, ignores her and only thinks of her plan. 

"Fuck you too, then.  Stuck up bitch," the roommate said angrily.

The dorm room door opens and Janet jumps up fast, charging

an attendant and runs out unto the general hall only to crash into a steal cart full of paper cups with pills.

"They killed my baby!  They killed my baby!" Janet screams.

Security grabs Janet trying their best to calm and hold her down.  All the patients are screaming and pointing and the noise is similar to one out of a horror film.

"You are gonna kill your own baby if you don't settle down," a nurse tells Janet.

"They already killed my baby last night," Janet cries.

"Honey you must have had a nightmare, you are still pregnant," the nurse says while looking at Janet's bloody thighs.  "Get her to the clinic, FAST!"

"What's wrong?  What's wrong?  Why is there blood?" Janet cries as she spot the warm blood traveling down her thighs.

"Janet, just get up here (taps on the gurney) we are gonna take you to the clinic to make you feel better," the nurse said calmly.

"I still have my baby?  You promise?" Janet says wide eye.

"As I know it, yes dear.  Just lie down, we gonna take good care of you."

As the nurses and attendants roll Janet on the gurney to the clinic she turns and roll off the gurney, runs like a cheetah, barefoot and naked, and manages to get to the front entry.  She pushes the entry door but it is locked, you can only be buzzed in or out.  She runs back to where the receptionist sits and reaches her hand through the opened and finds the buzzer.  The door opens and she runs like hell.

                             FRANCESCA (at age 15)

Francesca Tagliano gets a ride from her daddy everyday to school in a stretch limo.  She always had the best clothes and is super smart, however, it worked against her in this school.  Francesca was constantly picked on and never told her father because of fear that her bullies would be punished or killed. 

As soon as the limo would pull off the thrown basketballs would hit her in the head, girls would pull her long hair, she would be kicked and spitted on.  Robert, whom she had the biggest crush on, would play games with her head.  Robert told the entire school that she was good at giving head, among other raunchy things and she hated him every since.  There was a time when he was nice to her until he started to be teased and he decided to jump on the bandwagon.  The resentment grew so strong inside of her, but she would just sit in the back of the classroom and rip her clothes on purpose to draw attention away from her being rich.  One thing she did not lack on was that she was a great scholar, something her father prided her on.  She was bullied her whole high school years and it damaged her internally.

Her father, Vincent, was head of Mafiosi, this mafia is ruthless and was out to prove themselves.  Francesca always thought when she was old enough that she would collect each one of these bullies and make them suffer by her own hands.  Francesca took the ridicule daily and she keep a diary of each day and details of her abuse.  She keeps this diary well hidden in her home and no one knew about it.  She was looked by her father worker's as tough and of high esteem; this is so far from the truth about this teenage girl.  In her diary was a list of names and the first name is Sahralonda followed by Carla, Janet, Robert, Lisa, Tammy, and Roberta, she called them parts and they were her private parts.  She would collect them as boys collected baseball cards and she would show them how it feels to suffer.

To Be Continued...

Episode 25

                    JACKIE

Jackie walks into her ranch style home from a long day at the bakery.  Her two children run up to her and give her a firm hug on her legs.  "Mommy, mommy, did you bring us cake!"  She bends down and kisses them both on their forehead.  "I may have something.  Where's your daddy?"

"I'm in here honey, how was your day?" Tom Berkin said (Jackie husband)

"Oh, just a little tired.  That lady, Francesca, that I told you about visited the store and Robert put her in her place.  But when she left I felt a rage inside of me and I don't know where it came from," Jackie said.

Jackie kisses her husband on the cheek and tells the kids to meet her in the kitchen.  "Did you all have dinner yet?" she asked the kids.  "Yeah they ate an hour ago and Stacy called and said she would be home in about 20 minutes, that was 10 minutes ago," Tom said.

The children are smiling and happy to see their mom, especially when she revealed the sweet dessert that she had brought home from the bakery.  She gave them both a slice of low-fat strawberry chocolate cake and told Tom that she would be sitting on the patio to get some fresh air.

Jackie sits quietly in the backyard and closes her eyes.  She starts to see flashes of images that are not familiar to her, killings, drugs, prostitutes, expensive jewelry, fur coats and luxury vehicles.  She feels a heat rushing inside her and her vagina begins to feel sharp and burning pain then sudden numbness.  She grunts and grabs at the twinge for a moment.  Everything around her feels heavy, the air, her arms, even her eyelids.  She picks up her purse that sits next to her, pulls out a Cuban cigar and a lighter, and starts to smoke. 

"Aghhh, what's that smell?" "Something stinky", the kids cry out.

Stacy arrives home and usually comes in through the front but she smelled the stench as she approached the front door and curiosity leads her to the back yard.  Tom curious about the smell as well decides to go check where it was coming from.  He opens the patio door and sees his wife sitting in the patio furniture smoking.  A confused Tom, knowing his wife has never smoked, smacked the cigar out her hand.  Stacy just stared in shock as she watches her sister puff and blows the clouds into the air. 

"Jackie, what are you doing?  When did you start to smoke, out of all things, CIGARS!?" Tom yelled.

Jackie stood up tall out of her seat with her chest sticking out like man, took her hand and slapped Tom so hard that he fell into the patio doors and shattered the glass.  Stacy runs to Tom's aid and asked him if he was ok.  Stacy finds the continuously burning cigar on the ground, picks it up and sticks it in the back of Jackies' neck. "AGHHHHHHHHH! You bitch! What has gotten into you?"

Stacy suddenly sees the children, gathers herself up off the floor, barely stepping on Tom and trying to avoid falling on the broken glass, grabs the kids and runs up the stairs.  Stacy places the crying children in their room and tells them to stay there.  Stacy walks in haste to the phone located on the second floor hall to call the police.  Stacy grabs phone, and before she dials a sharp tug of her hair and head is snatched back making her lose balance, and falls backwards.  Jackie is now hovering over Stacy as she lays on her back in pain, "GET MY SON BACK HERE!" a strange yet familiar male voice emerged out of Jackie's mouth.  Tom stumbles up the stairs and yells, "JACKIE, JACKIE!"  Jackie collapses on top of Stacy and falls into a sleep until a cup of cold water awakens her.

                         SHARALONDA/SHY/PERCY JR./ITT    

Sharalonda opens her brown eyes wide and fast, jumping up in such a panic.  The well-lighted room smells very sterile.  Its looks like some type of lab.  She sees cages of white mice and monkeys in glass cages.  She tries to get off the cot only to realize the material bondage that prisons her.  She screams and the lights flicker.  She looks up at the dropped tile ceiling and spots cameras in the corners.

Francesca sits pleasantly in a security room watching her prisoner and flicks a button, "Hello Sharalonda dear, you shouldn't be so resistant.  It will only hurt you in the end.  I'm sure you are starving so I will get one of my staff to come feed you and just FYI you will be having company soon." Francesca flicks the button off and sees Sharalonda mouth moving wide and angry assuming she is yelling.  "Poor girl, poor dumb girl, get her some of the special mice soup, she will need her strength," she tells a staff member.

Sharalonda fighting the bondage so tough that the cot tip over causing her it bust her nose.  "When I get a hold of you, you sick bitch, I'ma kill you!  You betta hope I die or you kill me first you son of a bitch! Aghhhhh!"

(MEANWHILE)

Percy Jr. walks over to his aunts' house where his siblings are.  "Have you heard from her, aunt Quanda?"

"Na boy, you ask me that every damn day na, you got some money to help me feed y'all, cause shit that's all I'm worried about right now.  Y'all are greedy and why you over here eating my food anyways.  I know that big girl got some food, hell she wouldn't got that big if she hadn't.  Looking like Grimace or Hamburgler.  Boy, let me tell you this if yo momma call or come by I will tell you other than that don't keep asking me.  Shit I'm mad cause she dump her damn kids on me anyways, shit.  Go to the store and get me a pack a cigarettes and a Pepsi.  Make yourself useful."

Percy Jr, took his aunt Quanda's money and walked sadly to the corner store.  He sees Shy in the distant and jogs lightly to catch up with him.

(Panting) "Hey Shy, what's up?" Percy Jr. asked.

"Nothing.  Just leaving a friend's house."

"Who?"

Shy stopped walking and look at Percy Jr. in his eyes, "Man you sho is nosey."

"Percy, where are you coming from?"

"My aunt's house."

"Any word on your mom?  Have you spoken to your dad?" Shy asked.

"Looks who's nosey?" Percy Jr. joked.

"Whatever," Shy said.

"How is your mother?"

"The same as yesterday when I saw her.  Thanks for asking," Shy said sadly.

A yellow Lamborghini pulls up beside Shy and Percy Jr. "Shy!" the driver yelled out.  "You left this."  The 30 something driver handed Shy a duffle bag and Shy gave him a nervous, quick peck on his cheek. 

The driver drives off and Shy stands there looking for a response from Percy Jr.  "Who was..." Percy Jr. started to asked until he was paused by Shy hand.

"Don't you have something to do?" Shy asked as they both stood in front of the liquor store.

"Be like that, punk." Percy Jr. said.

Shy continued walking until he reached his home; Itt greeted Shy as he approached the porch.  "Who was that?" Itt asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"The old ass man in the car," Itt asked.

"Mind your business.  Obviously, there is nothing going on here," Shy said.

Itt grabs Shy by his arm and pulls him inside the empty house and up the stairs.  Shy not even trying to put up a fight allows Itt to take the lead.  Itt closes the bedroom door.  Inside the bedroom, a shirt is toss on the floor followed by underwear a pair of sunglasses and the cap the Itt was wearing.  Itt kisses Shy passionately with his slightly blackened from blunt smoked lips tasting the afternoon lunch on his breath.  At times, the kisses were too hard and Shy pulled away.  Shy is extremely nervous, not sure of how this first encounter is gonna turn out, will his father walk in on them in this ridiculous, needed, desperate embrace.  Shy is relentlessly listening for noise in the house and it is not allowing him to freely grant him self to Itt.  "You father is at the hospital and your brothers and sisters are at your aunts, so relax," Itt said to calm down Shy.

Itt explored Shy's slender body and the scars that roofed his skin.  Itt was in a moment and was not concerned about anything but releasing and showing Shy how much he really cared for him.  It was time for Itt, he thought that maybe he would lose him had he not taken the relationship to the next level.  Shy returned the favor, as his dreams were becoming a vivid 3-D movie that he was starring.  The inexperience dual didn't have an ideal of how the licking, tasting, penetrating and exploring would take shape, all they knew is that the touch of their bare skins tangled and they couldn't get enough.  Shy drops a tear that sparkled in the sun as it landed on Itt's cheek while he felt the pain-pleasured of Itt enters him.   Loud moans and stiffened bodies condensates sweat in the heated bedroom.  A loosened Shy walks around in circles on the bedroom floor with shaking knees as Itt leans his head out the window smoking a cigarette when suddenly a noise interrupts the desirable peace.  Scrambles of throwing clothes, aerosol fills the room of vanilla aroma, and in record time they chilled when the knock on the bedroom door and voice of Robert call Shy's name.

                          TRACY/LAUREN

Lauren sits comfortably on her plush sofa in her great room across from Tracy.  She shakes her head in disbelief as Tracy finishes filling her in on the conversation he had with Jon.

"Well Tracy, you know you are welcomed to stay here as long as you need (sigh)," Lauren said.

"Are you sure?  You seem reluctant about it," Tracy said.

"No, I just don't want us to have buyer's remorse.  We are such good friends and you what they say 'you don't really know someone until you live under the same roof'", Lauren said.

"You wouldn't even know I'm here," Tracy said.

"It's just me, Tracy; I'm so used to being here by myself.  I will get over it.  Come on and help me start dinner," Lauren said.

Lauren and Tracy walks into the newly remodeled kitchen awkwardly passing each other from the coverts to the counters excusing each other each time.  Lauren is standing over the stove salting boiling water and when she turns around, Tracy is right in front of her.  They stare at each other and Lauren's breathing starts to form heavy.

"Um hmmm, oh, excuse me," Lauren said as Tracy continues to stand in front of her.

Tracy grabbed Lauren and gave her a tight squeeze.  "Thank you, Lauren.  I love you."

"I love you too Trace," Lauren said as she leans back to retrieve her personal space and burnt her buttock on the hot stove.  "Ouch!" Lauren yelled and jumped into Tracy, Tracy looses his balance and falls on the floor and Lauren falls directly on top of him.

To Be Continue.........